I have to say, everyone's constitution really is different; this is the first time I've seen someone admit they're a rich woman.
At this moment, the living room fell into an eerie silence. Shen Yi was sitting elegantly on the sofa, wearing a beige long dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure. She was slim yet toned, charming but still dignified, with her legs together and hands crossed in front of her abdomen. Her mature and intellectual aura was unconsciously exuded, making Su He stare straight.
Yes, it was Su He staring intently. The woman before her seemed more dazzling than the stars on TV. Although her attire was simple, it was very tasteful. The most important was that mature and intellectual aura, which was simply beyond the reach of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old lass like her.
As for Su Qing, he was fine, after all, it wasn't the first time he'd seen her, although each time he saw her, he'd marvel a bit, he'd developed some immunity over time.
